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But I’m having an early birthday celebration this weekend! I’m so flippin’ excited that I may pee my pants! Oops…too late…. Apparently bladder control starts to go at age 29.

Seriously.

So you’ll have to do without me for a few days. I know, I know. Deep breaths.

What? You forgot my birthday was this month? I can’t believe that you would forget something so important. I mean, it’s not like you have your own blogs, lives, children, and pets to take care of or anything. (::head hung in shame:: <–Yours, not mine.)

Anyways, as my early birthday present, please pick one of the following:

Search for a Pete, Jr. (I heard Pete was quite the ladies’ penguin.)

Bake some cookies (and then send me a sample).

Check out my About and Background pages. (I updated them forever ago and then didn’t tell you.)

Start a fundraiser for meyou and me to go on another cruise.

Now for some serious business.

Serious Business #1: There’s an imposter amongst us. While the Hipster and I were in Ellicott City, we found someone masquerading as The Jolie!

How can you get the instant ability to persuade any man on earth to willingly, happily, and swiftly do your bidding?

That was one of the questions I found in my blog’s search terms. I wish I knew! But I’m pretty sure the answer involves beer and sports.

Many of the questions in my search terms ask how to sign something in American Sign Language (ASL). Mostly, I see this one:

What’s the sign for “Thank You?”

Since FnkyBee and Marina recently posted vlogs, I decided to follow suit. I’m not a huge fan of my voice (I sound like a child), so an ASL vlog is perfect.

ASL Fun Fact #3: Watch the video to learn the sign for “Thank You.”

Translation:

Hi! My name is Thoughtsy. It’s nice to meet you. How are you? I’m excited for my first vlog! You asked me what the sign is for “thank you.” The sign is ::kinda looks like I’m blowing you a kiss::. Later!

Guy in Lobby on Cell Phone: ::attempting to whisper:: There are loud drunk people here.

What I Thought: Where?

What I Said (in a stage whisper): Shhhh…we’re the loud drunk people!

My Analysis

Where to begin…let’s address “loud.”A hotel lobby after midnight is empty and quiet. So in comparison…everything seems loud.

And since I could hear you whispering, you were being loud.

Next, let’s address “drunk.” I heard your little comment, so obviously I was coherent. Perhaps the fact that you thought you were whispering means you, sir, were the Drunky McDrunk.

Clinging to Kiefer didn’t mean I couldn’t walk. I was clinging to his arm because I was freezing my tushie off, and I was trying to absorb all of the heat from his body. (My super power is sucking heat from others.)

And as for my response of “Shhhh…we’re the loud drunk people,” it’s called a “stage whisper” because you want people to hear what you’re saying.